The Lessons Ch. 13

Andy wanted to close his eyes to bask in the sensations of the feminine touch on his swelling tool, but he forced himself to keep his eyes on the road.

When he seemed to be fully swelled, Alice brought her fingers to the head of his cock and lightly caressed the smoothness and roundness of the crown through the cotton of his shorts. She explored every inch. She felt the slit at the end and the curvature of the crown as she drew her fingers down, and then the lip of the sulcus. Andy flinched when she circled her fingers around the sulcus to tickle the skin at the base of the head. He was particularly sensitive there.

Alice reached into the flap of his boxers, wanting to actually touch him right on his skin. Andy gasped when he felt skin on skin: the soft touch of tender fingers on the hardness of his cock. Her girlish touch was so much more pleasurable than his own hand. She whispered into his ear, "Do you want me to take it out?" She hoped he would say yes. She so much wanted to look at it.

He didn't hesitate a response. "Yes, definitely."

Alice firmly grasped the shaft with her hand and pulled it through the flap and zipper.

Andy couldn't help but smile. He knew what they were doing was against the law, and perhaps even a bit risky. He wasn't worried about anyone seeing them, but he knew that his mind was no longer entirely on the traffic. He wasn't so sure that this was a good idea, but it was certainly an intensely stimulating idea. He briefly glanced down, enjoying the view of his stout cock, sticking through his pants past the steering wheel, grasped in the delicate fingers of Alice.

Alice also admired the view. "You have such a manly penis, Andrew. You look so big and strong, all sticking up like that." She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and began moving her hand up and down the stem. She whispered into his ear, "Do you like me playing with it, Andy?"

Andy didn't answer, knowing that it really wasn't necessary. He was also unsure that he could do three things at once: drive, enjoy the pleasure of being jerked off, and have a conversation. For the moment, he let his cock speak for him.

"He looks so burly, Andy," speaking in her high, girlish, Teri Garr voice. Andy did not have an appreciably large cock, but it's average size was nonetheless impressive to the young Alice. "So stiff, so thick, and so red. It's like you have your own personal spear." She played her fingers along its length, enjoying its rocklike feel, an iron hard shaft with a soft round cushion at the end, good for battering into her own soft, yielding flesh.

"Andy, does it bother you that you were circumcised? Miss Harding said that it would be more fun for you with the foreskin going up and down along the head." She traced her fingers over and around the head of his stiff cock.

"Alice, your fingers feel plenty good enough without that," he replied, quite sincerely.

"Still, I feel bad that my man isn't getting the best." She pressed her breast harder into his shoulder.

"Why don't you put your mouth on it?" Andy suggested, although it was more like a command. He was surprised at his boldness.

"Yes sir," she instantly replied, enjoying his commanding authority. She bent down into his lap. She hesitated though just short of allowing his cock into her mouth. She wasn't entirely sure she wanted to do this. This was where he peed, she realized. She had never given a boy a blow job before and wasn't too sure she wanted to be known as a girl who went down on guys. "You won't tell anyone I did this, will you?"

Andy had no intentions of ever embarrassing her. He smiled sweetly at her, put a hand on her head and firmly pushed her down onto his cock.

Alice didn't resist. She opened her mouth to allow the entry of his dick. She closed her eyes and let herself give in to the fact that she was providing a boy a blow job. She assumed that Andy wouldn't tell anyone. It seemed like such a dirty, slutty thing to do. She had heard boys say "blow me" when they wanted to insult someone, yet here she was, her face down in Andy's lap, her mouth open to take his cock.

She knew though that she didn't really mind. It was a dirty thing to do but it was also exciting. She even liked the fact that he had pushed her head down into his lap. He liked a man to be strong, to be forceful, and she didn't mind submitting. In fact, the more he seemed to be in charge the less guilty and shameful she felt about doing it. She could now suck on a man's cock, enjoying the fact that she was sucking him off, without taking any responsibility for it.

His cock didn't even seem to taste bad. She was surprised at that. It was a little salty at first but that went away, and the muskiness only made him seem more tough and earthy. She soon got into it. She wet the entire head of his cock with her tongue as it was swelled within her mouth. He even seemed to be getting bigger than he was before. She felt so good, so right, giving him this pleasure. She wanted to do more for him. She started to bring her head up and down on the shaft.

Andy was ecstatic. Alice was one of the prettier girls in glass and he couldn't believe his good fortune to have her face in his lap, giving him a blow job. He would have been happy just to go on a date, and now she was sucking him off as he was driving her home. He imagined what her dad would think if he knew what was going on. Knowing how angry he would be made it all the more enjoyable, although feeling the tongue of the darling Alice caressing the head and shaft of his cock was plenty enjoyable enough.

Alice momentarily pulled her head away from his cock to ask, "Andy, am I doing it right?"

Andy replied, suggesting that he was plenty experienced at getting blow jobs, "Alice, you're doing just fine, but you might keep your lips wrapped more tightly, and, watch out for your teeth."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'll do better." She went back down on him, this time doubling the effort to keep a firm grip on the crown and shaft with her lips as she moved her head up and down in his lap.

Andy kept his hand on the back of her head, maintaining the appearance that she was being submissive to him. He shifted his position to give her more room but his feet were already only just weakly touching the gas pedal. He cursed that he could not see her pretty face, her sweet lips, wrapped around his shaft. He could at least feel her head bobbing up and down, and hear the slurping noises she made as she moved her face and lips around his shaft, lapping away at his dick.

Alice was now really getting into it. She no longer felt self-conscious. She enjoyed the fact that she was serving her man, making him all excited, making his manliness so aroused and hard. She pounded her head more forcefully up and down, bringing him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She liked the feeling of the head of his large cock shoving further back into her mouth. His cock felt so powerful, so masculine inside of her. She wanted him to cum, to spurt his manly juices into her mouth. She shoved down hard on his dick, bringing the head all the way back into her throat.

But she suddenly gagged reflexively as the head of his cock hit her throat and tried to force its way past. Her stomach pulled in, her back lurched up, and her mouth opened; gagging and coughing repeatedly. She had to pull back or she might bite him as she coughed. She quickly sat up, her eyes watering. She wiped at them self-consciously.

"I'm sorry, Andy, it's just too big for me." She looked at him apologetically.

"That's alright, Alice, you will get the hang of it." He was becoming more comfortable with his assertiveness. He snuck a glance at her in between traffic. She was sitting back, wiping a few tears from her eyes, occasionally coughing. Her breasts jiggled through her dress with each cough. He noticed that her nipples were poking through the cotton fabric. He reached over and flicked her right nipple with a finger. He had been right. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Alice smiled and caught his hand. She brought it to her and held it with both her hands against her breast.

Andy also smiled, enjoying the feel of her warm hands on the back of his, holding him fondly against her boob. He enjoyed even more the feel of her soft, pliant breast through the thin cotton fabric. Her hard nipple was poking into the center of his palm. He squeezed, feeling the roundness give way and then return. He couldn't believe that he had a hand on Alice's boob. He fondled her as he felt a cool breeze from the car vent blowing across his taught wet cock.

Andy then had to tap his breaks, noticing that he was beginning to ride too closely to the bumper of the car in front. Alice, reluctantly, let go of his hand, letting him return his hand to the steering wheel.

She leaned back into him, and again took hold of his cock with her hand, admiring her oral handiwork. His cock was now glistening brightly with the moisture of her saliva. It looked very tough and powerful in her hand, ready to explode at any minute. She smiled at the sight as she affectionately felt its girth, exploring its length with what seemed in comparison to his cock, to be rather small fingers. She felt like a girl grasping the cock of a man. "Your penis is so firm and stiff, Andy." She didn't like to use dirty words. "I think it looks very handsome."

"Do you want me to give you an orgasm this way?" she asked. She would rather he put it inside her, but she didn't want to ask. She couldn't get herself to say anything like that, to admit to Andy that she wanted him to do it to her.

Andy felt a strong urge to cum, particularly with her soft feminine hand fondling his dick, the scent of her perfume, and the memory of the squeeze of her young firm breast. But, he didn't want to waste this opportunity, nor take a chance of having an accident.

"I think we should go somewhere."

Alice squeezed on his cock and smiled. She liked that idea. "I would like that Andy, but where?" Both of them still lived with their parents. They had no place they could go.

"The arboretum," Andy stated. The arboretum was a botanical center. There weren't any exotic or rare plants. It was actually just a large park that bordered a state forest. It was a good place for students to get drunk, have sex, do drugs, or anything else that needed secrecy. Andy turned at the next corner to head to the arboretum.

Alice was pleased. She lied down in the front seat, resting her head on his thighs, in between the steering wheel and his erect cock. As Andy drove to the arboretum she gazed at his manhood It looked even bigger and manlier from this perspective, towering up before her eyes. She danced her fingers along his stiffness as he drove, tracing her fingers up and down the shaft, wondering what Andy would do with this weapon once they reached the darkness of the arboretum.

When they arrived, Andy drove through the arboretum, following the winding roads until he was able to enter one of the forest's dirt roads. He continued to drive until he found a secluded clearing. He turned in and turned off the engine and lights. It was now quite dark and very quiet, with the exception of the crickets and cicadas.

Alice tentatively sat up. She was feeling nervous. It was so dark. Only a trickle of moonlight could get through the canopy of the trees.

Andy opened the front door, turning on the car light, and then turned it off as quickly as he shut the door. She heard him go to the back of the car and open the trunk. She wondered what he was up to. She wasn't so sure she liked this idea anymore. It was so dark. The trunk slammed shut and she heard his footsteps move up to her side of the car. She sensed danger, like she was in some sort of adolescent horror movie. He opened the door and held out his hand.

She tentatively placed her hand in his. "Is this place safe?" she asked.

He smiled at her reassuringly. He had been here many times before, although not with a girl. He had come here before with his friends to talk, drink beer, and smoke. It was plenty safe. It wasn't even far into the forest, and you could only get there by road. Therefore, it was unlikely that anyone would sneak up on them. He could tell though that she was nervous.

"Don't worry, Alice, I won't let anything happen to you. It's perfectly safe." He took her hand and slowly drew her from the car.

Alice was reassured by the strength of his voice. She got out of the car. Her eyes were now adjusting to the dark She noticed that what he had retrieved from the trunk was a sleeping bag. She also could tell that Andy had zipped up. The sleeping bag was unzipped, so that it could be used as a makeshift mattress or blanket. Andy spread it across an undergrowth of leaves. He turned to her and smiled. "Your comforter awaits, my dear," waving his hand over the thick cloth spread across the forest floor. She laughed and climbed aboard. She found it kind of romantic, like she was a princess in the forest with her cavalier.

However, she quickly turned back to remove her nylons. She didn't want them to get torn by the underbrush. Not only would this be bad but surely her father would notice when she returned home. She turned away from Andy, facing back into the open car door. She would have to raise her dress up to get them down, as they went past her knees.

Andy found it alluring to see her trying to modestly remove her nylons. He was disappointed though that she wasn't letting him see anything. He knew he better assert himself. As she was bent over to slip her nylons off her ankles, he came up behind her and caressed the curves of her derriere through her cotton dress and panties.

She turned and smiled at him. "You're not thinking of anything naughty, are you Andy?" she asked flirtatiously. As far as she was concerned she had already done a great deal but she knew she wanted to do more. She was tingling with excitement over what he might have in mind. "What are you going to make me do now?" He only just smiled in response.

When she was done, she pranced out to the center of their makeshift rug, her boobs bouncing beneath the flimsy flowery fabric. She stood in the center of the blanket and turned to him, waiting for his direction.

She was like a nymph in the forest. The moonlight seemed to make her even more attractive, more exotic, standing in the darkness in her thin cotton dress, her breasts heaving with excitement, her bare feet tentatively balanced on the thick cloth of the sleeping bag. "Take off your dress," he suddenly commanded, surprising himself at his audaciousness.

Alice was equally surprised at his boldness, but also pleased. She wanted him to take charge, and, frankly had been looking forward to showing him her young body. "Yes sir," she replied. She bent over to grasp the hem of her dress. She slowly pulled it up. She stopped when the hem reached her thighs. She stood straight up to show him her legs. She saw him reach down to place his hand on the bulge in his pants. She had very shapely legs, and their whiteness contrasted with the darkness of the forest.

She then brought the dress up higher, showing him her panties. They were light blue panties with little pink flowers, complementing well the dark blue fabric of her dress. However, unlike the dress that was draped loosely across her body the panties clung tightly to her figure.

Andy's cock strained against his pants. He had never seen a girl in her panties before, at least not in person. His eyes were fixed on the little mound that stretched the light blue fabric in between her thighs.

Alice could see the direction of his eyes. He was in charge, he was the dominant one, but she did at least have some power over him.

Andy didn't want to wait any longer. "Keep going," he commanded.

Alice was surprised at how forceful he was sounding, but she liked it. It made her feel safer in the darkness. He would protect her, take care of her. She could feel herself getting wet. She pulled her dress up over her head, but all the time trying to keep her naked breasts covered by an arm. When she had it fully removed, she used the dress to cover her boobs. She felt very exposed. She was outdoors, in a forest, near the campus. For all she knew, there could be strangers in the forest, watching her. She felt at the mercy of Andy.

"Let go of the dress, Alice," Andy ordered.

Alice sighed. She dropped the dress to the ground but kept her arms over her breasts. The sight was enticing. Alice's blue dress was now lying in a small pile on the blanket. Her white body stood out in the blackness of the night and dense forest. She had her arms across her chest, hiding a part of her that rarely saw the light of day and certainly had not been exposed to the eyes of a boy. She had a nervous smile on her face, knowing that she would have to drop her arms but trying to put it off as long as she could.

Andy unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It stuck out far from his pants, pointing directly at her. Her eyes were drawn to the red swollen head. It was like he had revealed a weapon, but it was her weapon, the weapon of her man. She brought her arms away from her breasts.

They were tremendous. They were like pale white melons, sitting so proudly on her chest; full, round, and firm. Her nipples stood out. Andy thought of pink berries sitting on top of coconut snowball cakes. Andy wanted to grab his cock. He wanted to jerk off looking her delicious boobs, but he wanted to do more than that, and he didn't want to come across as a kid who just wanted to jerk off.

Alice smiled as she saw Andy's cock twitch and jerk in the night air. She was proud of her breasts. They were not as big as Wendy's but they were larger than average and were very well shaped. She had looked forward to the day when she could show them off to a boy, and she was happy that it was the strong and masculine Andrew Storr. She jutted her chest out with pride.

Andy did not fail to notice her effort to thrust out her tits. This was like a dream. Before him was a beautiful girl, dressed only in her panties, smiling at him as she was showing off her naked boobies. She had her hands clasped behind her sweet little ass, swinging her hips, causing her breasts to sway and jiggle. He couldn't make up his mind whether to look at her tits or her panties.

"You have really great tits, Alice."

Alice blushed, turned away, and said demurely, "Don't call them that, Andy, it's not nice." Alice liked getting his compliment. She did want to excite him with her breasts, but she had always been uncomfortable with such language. She couldn't bring herself to use such words as 'cock,' 'dick,' or 'tits.' These just didn't sound ladylike.

Andy felt like letting her know that he would call them anything he wanted. However, he knew that Alice was uncomfortable with dirty words and he didn't want to push his dominance to the point that he would actually force her to do something that wasn't in her to do.

He told her, "Lift them up for me."

Alice brought her eyes to the ground. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of posing for him. She was already showing them off. But to do so in such a blatant manner seemed a little slutty. However, she didn't feel like she could just refuse. She put her hands under each one and held them up for him, although keeping her eyes averted.

Andy could tell that she was uncomfortable with this, which made it all the more exciting. He was making her act in a manner that she found dirty. It made him feel powerful. The fact that her eyes were averted also gave him the opportunity to briefly touch himself without feeling like he was jerking off in front of her. He sighed with the pleasure of his own touch. He did want so much to jerk off.

Alice would not look at Andy in the eyes as she held up her breasts for him. She felt too embarrassed. However, simply because she wasn't looking directly at him didn't mean that she didn't notice what he was doing with his hand. She didn't mind though. She in fact enjoyed seeing him play with himself. It made her realize how much she pleased him. She now wanted to play with herself as well. Andy let go of his cock and said, "Pull your panties down."